Chapter 1197

That mysterious Young Master had specifically summoned the three of them, and it all felt rather strange—surely there was no trickery afoot?

Heavy Sword and Iron Fist shared the same feeling, and couldn't help but grow wary of their surroundings.

Just at that moment, the mysterious Young Master suddenly got straight to the point and said: "I am very satisfied with the abilities of the three of you. Come serve under me."

"On what grounds?" The hot-tempered Fierce Tiger blurted out in anger—was it just because the fellow before them had a noble status?

Then he would be the first to refuse.

"This is merely a suggestion; whether you are willing or not is entirely up to you. But what I can tell you is that I can provide you with a great many cultivation resources, even fine weapons and equipment. Even if you are willing to take up some official post in the Empire in the future, that would not be impossible."

"I've said all I need to say. Consider it."

Iron Fist, for his part, didn't really care—he had always been a mercenary martial artist. If someone could provide him with cultivation resources, then he wouldn't have to run around everywhere, and could peacefully hone his combat techniques and will.

Clearly, the Young Master before them was exactly such a great noble. Working for the Yongbinggong Society and working under a great noble made no real difference. W.